The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

In the living room, Sun Yajing had her hands on her hips triumphantly, her head held high, and her nostrils almost raised to the sky.Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test

The compliments one after another around her made her laugh from time to time.

On this side, Chu Luo looked at the photos taken on his mobile phone with a rare expression of excitement.

Cheng Yuan took Sun Yajing's arm and said, "Jingjing, how did you know to take pictures of these?"

Sun Yajing shook her head proudly, "Didn't I come to see the master last time? When the master drew a talisman for me, I saw many such talismans on the master's table, and I remembered it in my heart."

"When I accompanied Hong Yin to look for its ancestor's inscription this time, I saw this and took pictures of everything I saw."

"How about it, am I particularly powerful?"

"Awesome, awesome!" Cheng Yuan squeezed Sun Yajing's shoulders and legs.

The little ones all gathered next to Sun Yajing and kept praising her.

"Sister Jingjing is so amazing!"

"Sister Jingjing is so beautiful and powerful!"

"Sister Jingjing is the most powerful!"

After Chu Luo quickly imported all the hundreds of photos to her phone, she returned the phone to Sun Yajing.

And solemnly bowed to Sun Yajing and thanked her, "Thank you very much."

Sun Yajing's proud expression froze, and she froze on the spot.

After only a moment, he came back to his senses and hid suddenly to the side, "Master, don't be like this, I'm afraid."

She grabbed Cheng Yuan who was next to her and hid behind her, "Why is Master like this? Why is Master like this?"

Cheng Yuan: "..."

Chu Luo: "..."

"Thank you anyway." Chu Luo straightened up.

Sun Yajing patted her chest and came out from behind Cheng Yuan, "Master, please don't be like this, okay? You scared me to death."

The idol master he admired apologized to himself.

She chuckled and said, "Master, can I help you?"

"Ah."

"Is it a big deal?"

"Ah."

Sun Yajing was even more proud. She grabbed a boy with a round face who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old next to her and put her directly on his shoulders. "Hongyin, let me tell you! If you want to film it, you still don't believe it."

The boy wearing a sweatshirt and jeans directly pushed Sun Yajing's arm away. He pulled on his sweatshirt a little uncomfortable and frowned particularly hard.

"Didn't you notice something was wrong? Even I didn't know that place, but you walked there in a daze..."

semi-consciously?

Chu Luo looked over.

Hong Yin sneered, her voice a little childish, "I was practicing in front of the ancestral inscription, but she... I don't know what she was fascinated by, so she ran to that place."

Sun Yajing shrugged, "Maybe it's the path your ancestor showed me. Let me help the master!"

She looked indifferent, but Hongyin's face bulged with anger.

stamp!

Poke!

poke poke!

On his face that was bulging with anger, he poked his face several times with a finger.

Hong Yin turned her head and looked at Jing Jiayan.

Jing Jiayan stretched out her finger and poked it again, "Xiaohong, you are a male fish!"

Hongyin: "..."

"You look like this in human form!"

She poked Hong Yin's face again and pulled his hair, "It doesn't look good."

Hong Yin frowned.

Jing Jiayan continued to poke her hand, but she was still muttering, "It doesn't look good at all. It's not as good-looking as Huo Xiaoming, and it's not as good-looking as Fu Buxuan. You can't even compare to...Jiu Chan."

"Are you still a monster?"

"We demons all look like this!"

She spun around on the spot, twisting her body into an S shape, and looked at Hong Yin with disgust, "But you look like this! Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

p; "If you look like you, you probably won't be able to charm many women!"

Without waiting for Hongyin to retort, Sun Yajing stepped forward directly, "What about our Hongyin? It's popular nowadays that everyone is a shota or a little puppy, do you understand?"

"Look at her height, her fair and tender little face, her red lips and white teeth."

"Look at those abs, look at those buttocks..."

The sweatshirt was lifted and a hand was slapped on his abs.

He was turned around again and his pert butt was patted.

"Yanyan, you are still young and don't understand! Men are best between boys and men."

"Boys are too childish."

"Men are too mature."

"Only people like him..."

She looked at Hong Yin with salivation on her face.

"Wipe your saliva!" Cheng Yuan came over, hooked her neck, and put a tissue on her mouth.

Then he turned around and looked at Hong Yin who looked confused and didn't understand that Sun Yajing was taking advantage of her.

A look of pity.

Sun Yajing lowered her voice, "Just tell me, are you upright? This figure, this face..."

Cheng Yuan looked at it from top to bottom, "Don't say it, you really don't say it."

Jing Jiayan also joined in, half understanding and half not understanding, "Really? Is someone like Xiaohong very popular?"

The three heads were crowded together, discussing as if no one else was around.

The six eyes are like searchlights.

Occasionally he would laugh obscenely.

Hongyin stepped back when the three of them looked at her, rubbing her arms, "What are you doing? Don't look at me like that!"

"gross!"

Who knows, as soon as he opened his mouth, the three women opposite him became even more excited.

"This voice..."

"Wow!"

"Uh... does it sound good?"

A few little ones crowded together and imitated them, looking up and down at Hong Yin.

"Does it look good?"

"do not know?"

"It should look good! But not as good-looking as Brother Huo Xiaoming."

"No, Fu Bu chose my brother as the prettiest."

"Brother Huo is the best looking."

"Brother Fu is the best looking."

Chu Luo looked at the messy living room and had no choice but to turn his head and glance at Huo Xiaoming.

The two of them walked outside.

There are noisy voices behind, the quiet night of the previous life.

The white moonlight has fallen on the ground.

Huo Xiaoming walked to the car and was about to open the door when his sleeve was grabbed.

He turned around in shock and looked at Chu Luo, who was tugging on his sleeve. His heart beat wildly several times, and even his own voice was trembling slightly, "Huh?"

Chu Luo pulled his sleeve with a little force, and raised his eyes slightly to meet Huo Xiaoming's eyes.

"I don't believe it either."

"..."

Chu Luo felt like his breathing was a little heavier, "I don't believe in fate either."

Huo Xiaoming's eyes slowly opened wide, his mind went blank, and he froze on the spot.

The wind cannot be felt.

I can't smell the flowers.

Only hearing seems to be normal.

The clear and faint voice reached his ears slowly and slowly.

"It's not convenient for me to talk about Chu Ran."

"I have always believed that you will not be affected by the love bottle."

"I also believe that your marriage will only be controlled by yourself."

"Huo Xiaoming, you don't have to wait. I believe you."

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